Vengeance

Chapter 23- Friend or Foe

Guilt fed on my insides. Charles was putting his life on stake because of me, it should've been me out there not him. I couldn't help thinking that what if Andrew was right and this was a trap. I'd been to the hospital with Damon, I knew how high the security was, no-one could've gotten Alex out of there in time without being caught. But the other thing was that I couldn't even tell Andrew, Charles had made us promised we wouldn't. Did I break that promise? I mean it would've been for his own safety, so, there wasn't anything wrong in that.

"Where's Charles?" Sheila demanded, walking in with something in her hand.

Me, Travis and Mia looked at one another waiting for either one of us to come up with something to cover up for him. If Sheila found out, in no time the news would travel to Andrew's ears and everything would collapse. Charles' career would've been on the line along with Travis' because he knew but didn't stop him from walking away.

"I'm not sure," Travis replied quickly. "I haven't seen him."

"I'm sure I saw him walking this way..." she murmured to herself as she walked away.

That was a close one.

"This is all my fault," I stated thinking about what we were going to do.

What would we say when someone realised Charles was missing? This was just Sheila next it could be Andrew. Someone was bound to realise, if not today then definitely tomorrow, when Charles will be missing at breakfast.

What would happen if he got arrested whilst going to the hospital? How would he even get to the hospital in the first place, it was in Chicago and we were in New York. He didn't even have some kind of protection on him.

"If anyone asks," Travis panicked, "we pretend we don't know where he is. None of this happened. Or we're all gonna be in lots of trouble, including Charles."

"Do you think Sheila believed you?" I asked Travis. 

"I don't know, but if she didn't then she's going to keep questioning me until she can squeeze out an answer." He stressed, biting his nails.

And that's what we'd agreed on, to pretend nothing had happened and not say a word. Obviously, I was a bad liar so, I just prayed no-one would ask me about him or I would give it away. Thinking about how Charles could be doing scared me, all that was going through my head was that he had probably been caught by the Pentagon and was probably being tortured right now, this scene had constantly been playing through my mind ever since Charles had stepped foot out of this building. Every time someone spoke it made me flinch.

When the night drew in it was even worse, I couldn't stop thinking about Charles and Alex and what they could be going through. Every time I closed my eyes a new horrific scene would play. All night I tossed and turned in bed trying to get some peace of mind. But little did I know that it wasn't long until another calamity fell upon my head. Is this what people meant when they said Karma was a bitch? But I'm sure Karma only happened if you'd done something bad, but I still hadn't figured what sin I was being punished for.

A banging noise from above startled me. Frantically I jolted to my feet ready to run seen as I didn't have anything I could fight with. The banging continued to grow louder until THUD! The ceiling above me came crumbling down. Panicked I tried to run or scream for help but my breath became hitched, nothing would come out of my mouth.

Two tall figures landed hunched up on the floor, one with brunette waves and the other had dirty blonde curls.

"Who are you?" I whispered, my voice cracking as I spoke.